Chapter 1053: Wen Zhen Chang'an (I)
After a morning of sweetness, Liu Ruyan fell asleep beautifully in Qin Feng's arms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
When the sun rose in mid-sky, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.
Qin Feng and Liu Ruyan woke up immediately, put on their clothes, and turned over and got up like thieves.
Thinking that it was the future mother-in-law who caught the rape, Liu Ruyan was even more frightened and said, "What should I do, could it be my mother?" ”
Qin Feng smiled, tidied up his clothes, and comforted, "Come on, let's be open, what are you afraid of!" ”
Liu Ruyan said with a red face, "What does it mean to be upright, which unmarried girl have you seen sleeping with a man in an upright manner?" ”
Qin Feng teased, "Aren't you?" ”
"Get out!"
Liu Ruyan pinched him, pulled his hair in a bun, and asked him to open the door.
The doors of this room are engraved with isolation circles, which is very private.
Qin Feng didn't open the eye of heaven, went up and opened the door and knocked.
A group of well-dressed young men outside were pushing me, I was pushing you, and when he saw him come out, he immediately took two steps back.
"What are you arguing about?"
Qin Feng glared at them unhappily, and after making sure that it was not Liu Ruyan's family, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This group of young men launched a representative, and he hugged his fist at Qin Feng very gently, "Brother Tai is polite, in Xia Chu Wenshan." Recently, I heard one of your high poems, and I really admired it. Therefore, this time I came to visit together, and I want to learn a thing or two with Mr. ”
Qin Feng smiled bitterly, he couldn't imagine that the poems he casually stole last night would cause so many things.
He was about to refuse, but Liu Ruyan walked out at this time, and smiled lightly at Chu Wenshan, "Who should I be, it turns out that Chu Dacai is here!" ”
"Miss Liu is also there!"
Chu Wenshan immediately clasped his fists and saluted.
Liu Ruyan said, "I was also discussing poetry with Qin Gongzi just now, since everyone is interested, let's find a place to discuss together!" The copper smell of this Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion is too great, and it is not suitable for poetry! ”
Chu Wenshan nodded and said, "That's right, why don't we go to the West Lake Tea House." The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and it is a good place to sing poetry! ”
"Okay, that's it. You go first, and Qin Gongzi and I will go over right away!" ”
Liu Ruyan answered for Qin Feng.
Chu Wenshan hugged his fists and left with all the teenagers.
Qin Feng knocked Liu Ruyan's head and said depressedly, "What the hell are you doing, who has time to recite poems and do it right!" ”
Liu Ruyan glared at the big eyes and said, "You don't know, this Chu Wenshan has a lot of origins." His father is the dean of Chang'an Academy, Chu Nanfeng. The old man usually likes to be vassal, and if you get in touch with him, it will do you no harm! ”
"I see!"
Qin Feng nodded, and after taking Liu Ruyan downstairs, he followed Yujian to the West Lake.
Located in the west of Chang'an City, it is surrounded by mountains and has a large area where there is no end in sight.
On the shore of the lake, there is a three-storey tea house, which is more than ten meters high.
This teahouse has always been the favorite of literati and elegant guests, and every day there are literati who have nothing to do, come to write poems and paintings, discuss current affairs, and it is not lively.
After Qin Feng arrived, Chu Wenshan had already covered all the third floors.
From the side window, you can see the beautiful scenery of West Lake. The cool breeze on the surface of the lake makes people feel very comfortable.
Chu Wenshan beckoned Qin Feng and Liu Ruyan to sit down on the main seat, and asked Xiao Er to serve the best West Lake tea immediately.
The tea is pale cyan, just take a sip, and the whole person is relaxed.
Qin Feng couldn't help but secretly sigh to himself, no matter which world it is, these literati are always in a commotion.
He doesn't have this leisure and elegance, he prefers to eat meat and drink wine in a big bowl rather than drinking tea and reciting poetry.
The young man on the field was full of disdain for Qin Feng, thinking that he had just plagiarized a good poem from elsewhere.
Essay collection, where can it be compared to Chu Dacai. He is the president of the Chang'an Poetry Society and a popular candidate for the literary champion.
Qin Feng took a sip of tea and looked around, probably knowing what everyone was thinking.
He was calm and calm, and said, "Young Master Chu, can you start now?" ”
Chu Wenshan said with a smile, "Of course you can, after being fortunate to get Qin Gongzi's "One Cut Plum" last night, Wenshan stayed awake all night, and he had long wanted to learn a thing or two with his brother. Today, we will use this West Lake as an inscription poem. If Qin Gongzi wins, he will be completely willing to bow down! ”
Qin Feng clasped his fists and smiled, "Brother Wenshan is really modest, the guest is as you please, Brother Wenshan will come first!" ”
"Then you're welcome!"
Chu Wenshan hugged his fists and smiled, holding a paper fan, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, he frowned for a while, and immediately wrote a poem, "The water is shining and the sun is sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy." If you want to make West Lake like smoke, it is always appropriate to apply light makeup and heavy makeup. ”
"Good!"
The young man present listened quietly, first there was silence, and then they all clapped their hands and applauded.
In this poem, the West Lake is compared to willows like smoke, and the image of a beautiful woman jumps onto the page.
Liu Ruyan laughed shyly when she heard it, and applauded.
Qin Feng didn't expect that today's poetry fighting conference would attract all the literati and scholars in the city.
The first and second floors were full, and even the teahouse was crowded with people.
As soon as Chu Wenshan's poem came out, someone immediately passed it downstairs.
The literati downstairs all applauded and praised Chu Wenshan's talent.
When it was Qin Feng's turn, he looked out the window, with his hands behind his back, he also looked polite, and quickly chanted, "Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, outside the building, when will the West Lake sing and dance stop?" The warm breeze makes the tourists drunk, and the green smoke is like smoke! ”
The poem was plagiarized as usual, but with a slight change later.
The young men present were all shocked, and they recited silently twice, and then clapped their hands and applauded.
The person who was secretly mocking Qin Feng just now suddenly turned red and secretly covered his face with a paper fan.
Liu Ruyan glared at Qin Feng shyly, chanted poems, and pulled her into it.
His poem is not at all compatible, and the two capitals are brilliant.
The literati downstairs soon learned that everyone around the teahouse was amazed.
In the palace of Chang'an City, a woman in Tsing Yi sat by the lake, soaking in the water leisurely with her bare feet.
Her complexion was pale, and she had silver bells on her ankles, which jingled softly from time to time.
Behind her, a maid communicated with the spies of West Lake at any time with a sound transmission stone, and transmitted back Chu Wenshan's poems and Qin Feng's poems from time to time.
The woman in Tsing Yi covered her mouth and chuckled from time to time, "This Liu Ruyan is quite blessed, two talented people write poems and lyrics for her!" ”
The maid said, "Princess, no matter how blessed she is, she can't compare with you!" In terms of seniority, she still has to call you an aunt! ”
The woman in Tsing Yi smiled, "That's right, she and I are a little related!" You continue to listen, I will see this Qin Feng another day! ”
"Yes!"
The maid chuckled, holding the sound transmission jade and continuing to probe the sound.
On the teahouse, Chu Wenshan clenched his fists and said in admiration, "Qin Gongzi really has pen and ink in his chest, and he has learned the teaching!" ”
Qin Feng smiled, "Brother Nanfeng is full of literary brilliance, and I admire it below!" ”
The two politely said a word and wrote a poem again, which is still up and down.
The people present were full of interest for a while, and it was really an eye-opener today. Everyone secretly said that Chang'an City may have another talent. It is rumored that his cultivation is profound, and he is also a figure with both civil and military skills. (To be continued.) )